Sunday, May 03, 2015


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A Poem

It is not the walls,
Or the roof.
It is not the furniture,
The decorations,
Or the remodeling.
It is not the neighborhood,
The address,
Or the city.
It is not the community,
Or history.
It is not the things,
Put on walls,
Or on tables.
It is not the time spent there
Or the years,
Or the hours.
It is not a map point,
A compass reference,
Or a spot on the earth.
It is in my heart,
You are my home,
My very place.

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Words of Comfort and Hope
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